André’s POV

I stood in the mirror and looked at myself over. I couldn't believe I was going to face those old bastards again.

I envisioned Fentris' face and the urge to strangle him flared inside of me.

"I love seeing you in a tie."

Olivia strode up to me and fiddled with my tie, adjusting it and placing it in the center, even though I knew she didn't need to.

I smiled and kissed her forehead. My hand ran over her stomach and our baby kicked back in response.

She was all dressed ...